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Chapter 14

Spin and Fearless walked in the back whispering to themselves, as did Slick and Mock. Prankster walked up front, cheerfully talking to Splash.

"So where didja come from?"

"Here." Splash answered.

Prankster just looked sideways at her and murmured, "Sure, ya did."

"What was dat?" Splash asked, getting defensive.

Prankster sighed, " It's jist dat eva since da strike, lotsa goils come sayin dere related ta Jacky-boy. Jack jist keeps on sayin he doesn't have no family."

Splash's eyes continued to look hard, "Well, he's a liah, an I hope ta show em dat."

Prankster turned to look at her and sighed. " The Lodgin House is up a lil."

The light streamed out the windows and through the cracks in the door. A familiar sense of warmth and comfort flooded Charlotte's body, and she beamed.

Spin pushed her way forward, "Here we are darlin, jist hope ya don't get hoit too badly."

Fearless laughed, and Prankster glared at the girls.

"Well?" asked Mock, " Are ya gonna open da door?"

"Yeah, yeah," Spin smirked , and opened up the door.

Many of the boys continued the games that they were playing while only a few looked up. A boy in a bowler hat shyly ambled up to Spin, and kissed her cheek. She blushed slightly, but then realized what she was doing and stopped.

"Heya, Jack," Fearless called, taking a few steps inside, "Got anudda goil claimin ta be of relations wit youse. Let her in?"

Jack sighed, " Yeah, I guess so."

Charlotte sidled up to him and looked him in the eye.

"So, how are youse related ta me?" he asked. A few boys tilted their heads at the conversation, but most just kept playing.

A bubble burst inside Charlotte and she didn't even think before punching her brother right in the cheek.

He stumbled back and looked at her in surprise. A silence fell over the room.

"What relation am I to ya Francis Sullivan?" She roared.

Race stood up, along with Specs and Blink.

Stress ran out and grabbed Jack, and glared at the girl.

Jack stood up, and rubbed his cheek, and quietly said, "Get out."

A chuckle came from the shadows, " Still got dat killer right hook."

Spot walked out, holding on to a girl with light brown hair, and blue-grey eyes like his own.

"Ya know her?" Jack asked Spot, a questioning look in his eyes.

"So do you." He calmly replied.

Jack just stared at him, while Spot walked over to Charlotte.

"Good ta see ya back Charlie," he said with a hug.

It took a second for those words to run through everyone's ears, but when it did, everyone exploded.

Race, Blink, and Mush nearly tackled her, while some old acquaintances greeted her cheerfully. Many of the girls were new, and didn't recognize Charlotte.

When everything had calmed down a little, Jack held open his arms, in which Charlotte ran into. A tear slipped down his cheek, but no one saw, because his face was in Charlotte's hair.

"Good ta have ya back, lil sis."





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